
THIS SWEATER. I have no words. Can you tell what it is? And Dave's pose - I die.
Immediately following this photo, one of my coworkers came into my office and was shown the sweater. He proceeded to tell us how we actually are all descendants of aliens, because he watched a show on Discovery that talked about a strand of DNA that could not be traced properly, or some such nonsense, and how that confirms it - we're aliens.





I've been frying bacon and garlic and thyme, and adding quartered brussel sprouts a lot lately. I ate almost this entire pan after taking the photo - note to the self, don't add lemon while cooking - it gets too bitter.

Do I need to say anything about this face? Reminds me of this:


All tucked in and sleepy.

This was SUCH A GOOD AVOCADO! Holy smokes. I want it right now!!! (I actually diced it up and put it on top of hot veggie soup, and went to heaven).

I leave you with this. Try not to feel sorry for me (yep, that's my BabyDaddy).
- Mama
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